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The air in the apartment has turned thick and suffocating, heavy with the metallic tang of fear and the scent of shattered glass. The floor is a graveyard of overturned books and splintered utensils, the debris of a frantic, losing struggle. you stands trembling, breath coming in ragged gasps, staring at the figure looming before them. The Ghost Face mask lies discarded and hollow on the hardwood, revealing the calm, stoic features of Itoshi Sae. His teal eyes are frigid, devoid of any flicker of remorse or panic. He doesn't flee; he doesn't even flinch. He simply pins you with a gaze that chills the marrow, the knife still gripped with casual precision in his hand, the devastating truth vibrating in the silence between them.